As soon as the words were spoken, a server who had just attended to them pushed a small dining cart towards them, excitement evident on his face.
Tang Xiaowan didn't even have to guess; she knew her dear husband must have given the man quite a few benefits.
"What exactly is it? Tell me now!"
"Well…" Leng Lingxiao's lips curled into a smug arch, "Tell you what?"
"Pretending you don't know!"
"Oh? Pretending? Do I?"
He deliberately teased her and, with a slight shake of his head, refused to answer Tang Xiaowan directly but motioned for the server to begin his performance.
Understood, the server elegantly bent over and respectfully lifted the silver cover.
"Madam, may your laughter always be joyful!"
As the lid was lifted, a faint fragrance filled the air, revealing a large, specially-made pink flower bud in the silver tray. The petals were delicate and soft, and at first glance, seemed like a real peony about to bloom.
